Heh...that was only the first time we got lost, too.
We spent most of the first day figuring out how to use the subway system by continually going one stop too far or not far enough...and it was complicated by a lot of stuff being out because it was only six months or so after 9/11. We can STILL both hum the notes the subway door made when it closed...it wasn't supposed to make music, but we heard it just the same.
The worst lost time was that we couldn't find the subway station after the opera we went to. It was eleven o'clock at night, the wind was HOWLING and I was just wearing a dress and thin shoes. We musta walked about ten miles, and at one point noticed it wasn't the nicest section...but we did finally find the stairs!
I think sometimes God watches out for fools. We sure didn't know how to watch out for ourselves!
Morning!
Don't feel like doing anything....lost dog wandering out in the woods....cats're inside....thunderstorms this morning...ready for more pie...